the weight between my ribs

<p>In her debut poetry collection <em>The weight between my ribs</em> </p><p>Angela Jean explores the fragile spaces between loss and healing silence and voice love and the ache it leaves behind.</p><p></p><p>With words that are both raw and tender these poems unravel the heaviness of grief the hunger for connection and the quiet work of forgiveness. </p><p>Each page opens like a wound and closes like a prayer</p><p> reminding us that pain can exist alongside beauty and that even the heaviest ache can soften with time.</p><p></p><p>A collection for anyone who has ever carried sorrow in their chest </p><p><em>The weight between my ribs </em>offers comfort belonging and the promise of light brewing through.</p><p></p><p>I saw your ghost the other day</p><p>in the curve of your favourite flowers </p><p>resting quietly in my hand</p><p>and in the flicker of your favourite movie</p><p>glowing across the room.</p><p>It wasn't frightening</p><p>just a reminder that love doesn't leave</p><p>it lingers.</p><p></p><p>-From <em>the weight between my ribs</em></p>